A coastal memory where departure feels like salt and light.
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Qingdao appears here not as a postcard, but as a rhythm: wind, salt, and old streets meeting the sea. The coast becomes a line you can stand on — half facing home, half facing the unknown.
In this node, departure is not a dramatic decision. It is a slow change of light. A willingness to keep walking while the sea keeps breathing beside you.
The work belongs to the Sea of Departure: the place where faith is not certainty, but the courage to move anyway.